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But she stood and watched, with an expression of gloating enjoyment, as Professor Trelawney shuddered and moaned, rocking backwards and forwards on her trunk in paroxysms of grief. Harry heard a muffled sob to his left and looked around. Lavender and Parvati were both crying quietly, their arms round each other. Then he heard footsteps. Professor McGonagall had broken away from the spectators, marched straight up to Professor Trelawney and was patting her firmly on the back while withdrawing a large handkerchief from within her robes.

bottom, as he had reason to know.

braided locks included, to admit of disarrangement—we

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chambers he attends. A great deal of very hot port wine was

brother, the whisper of whose name in your ear when I came

carriage, Monsieur the Marquis clapped his hand for an instant on